you haven’t decided yet if she’s just another meal or something more, but what is certain is that if you’re going to make a meal of her it’s not going to be by out running her, not with this big blond ridding your gut.
She backs up slightly as you approach, ready to jump to her feat if you were to try anything but not fleeing yet.
A couple of meters away from her you sit down figuring that will put her more at ease that your not simply going to jump her to.
Your stomach ,already full of acid, sloshes massively as you sit, sometimes you like to take things slow and enjoy having someone alive in your gut, but apparently you stomach has decided for you that it wants this juicy meal pushing through your intestines asap and is already grinding as your pray struggles to reposition herself and keep her nose out of your acid.
The reader girl is still eyeing your belly, this could be a hard conversation.
“umm Hi” you start “a friend of yours? Sorry you probably know how it is sometimes when you’ve got to eat, you’ve just got to. Especially if there’s then someone so tasty practically naked like that”
“that ‘someone’s’ name was Val in case you’re interested” the reader responds curtly “a senior biology student, and not a bad roommate actually, not just a shapely peace of meat” she doesn’t actually say “you horrible bruit” but you can see it in her eyes.
You look at her and quickly make some assumptions. “you must be a vorer since your hear, and evidently know enoth about other people hear to have lived longer than the average pray. But to you it’s not just physical is it? You like to think about things and get to know people to you eating someone is a deeply personal even spiritual thing. If doing what I just did to ‘Val’ felt as good as having sex to me then I bet you like to feel more like your making love when you ingest someone”
As your saying this you see her expression changing, she’s clearly suppressed that you show intelligence and impressed by your ability to read her and eloquence
She’s speechless for a second as she mentally readjusts form the ‘talking to a bruit’ tone, when she dose start to speak she’s interrupted by a voice from your stomach apparently ‘Val’ has found enough air space to speak. “hay!! You ait me pretty dam fast, and that’s fine but you didn’t ask and that just makes me wonder. Did you take the nurses potion” (the potion that brings your prays back to life after their death)